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Since that First Kiss	By : ladyvaltaya Category: J-Rock/J-Pop & K-Pop > Super Junior Views: 1346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Since that First Kiss
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Since that First Kiss...

As the car drove up he’d been able to see that one of the dance studios was partially lit up. And while that wasn’t really unusual, he’d been able to see that someone was still inside. He shrugged tiredly thinking it’s probably Eunhyuk working on something special for the 4th album. But he stopped suddenly; he knew that Super Junior’s best dancer wasn’t at the dorm tonight. He and several of the other guys were at a gala party downtown promoting SM. It wouldn’t be over already.
He sighed and headed to the studio, but as soon as he got there he wished he had gone to his room instead. The half lit studio was a flurry of activity- even though there was only one person inside. The power and grace of the kata reminded him suddenly and painfully of Hangeng and a lump formed in his throat- but Heechul couldn’t look away. He watched him in silence but it wouldn’t have mattered. Sungmin’s concentration was unshakable; each movement was exquisitely executed.
Swift and sure, Sungmin was so graceful that his every move was almost totally silent as he jumped and spun; seemingly able to strike out in every direction. There was no waste of motion and each strike flowed effortlessly into the next, making the entire sequence as beautiful as the performance of a world class ballet dancer. Yet these movements were deadly, and it surprised him that at least for the moment, the aeygo king really reflected that.
Sungmin was… breathtaking in moments like this- Heechul had always thought so- he just chose not to pay attention. To mistake the pink prince for Hangeng- even for a moment though? That hit him hard and Heechul didn’t like it. He knew that Sungmin had grown up a lot during their time together, but he had never seen it as clearly as he had tonight. He was far more comfortable when Sungmin was busy looking too cute and innocent for his own good.
Heechul was still taller, but Sungmin’s chest and shoulders were broad and powerful. His thin black tank top hugged firm muscles beneath the fabric, emphasizing the sculpted waist and his perfect butt that tapered neatly into long legs. Lean and dangerous was the only way to describe him now.
Though he chose to be cute and even coy about it most of the time, Sungmin had always known exactly how good looking he was. It was one of the things that had kept them apart for so long. They each liked to be the center of attention and although their nature, demeanor and personalities were wildly different, both were considered similarly feminine and beautiful.
As he paused for a moment, resting between katas, Heechul admired the way Sungmin’s face had changed as he matured. He would always be pretty; with that elegant jaw line, rather delicate nose and those perfect lips. But his face was leaner and more angular now. Physical maturity had been kind, making him look stronger and more masculine, which annoyed Heechul because it meant he found the younger man even more attractive.
“H-Hyung…”
Heechul hid his surprise behind a smirk as he walked into the room. “Don’t let me stop you,” he shrugged, setting down his jacket as he plopped into a chair. “Are you getting ready for a new variety show?”
“No, just practicing to practice. I’m done for the night. I’m just surprised...”
He frowned. “Why?”
“You really want to know?” Sungmin smirked and took off his shirt and stuffed it into his gym bag. “The last time that you looked this interested in me, we kissed on stage.”
Heechul rose to follow him but snorted and let out an exasperated sigh as Sungmin came closer. “You’re never going to let me forget that, are you?”
“Should I?” Sungmin asked, stepping into him and pressing Heechul’s back up against the wall, he put one hand on either side of his head. “That was your fault and you want to keep pretending nothing happened?”
Heechul gave him a mischievous look, “I don’t know, was it really so horrible? I distinctly remember your tongue sliding into my mouth.”
Sungmin snorted and leaned into him. “I thought that was what you wanted. You said we were going to kiss not pretend to kiss.”
“Well, maybe we should try it again,” Heechul purred, grasping Sungmin’s waist band with one perfectly manicured finger, he pulled him flush with his body. Heechul found himself leaning toward him, and it surprised him when he shivered as their lips touched. Soft and sweet, the light kiss deepened slowly. Heechul wrapped his arms around Sungmin’s neck as their tongues danced smoothly, pressing their bodies closer.
Sungmin groaned into their kiss and Heechul smirked until he found his legs wrapped around the man’s waist. Sungmin was heavier than he looked; as he easily kept him pinned against the wall. Heechul loved it though; having his muscular body grinding smoothly against his crotch was making them both hard.
Heechul surprised himself when he broke the kiss first. “Are you sure?”
“Are you? Look, all of Asia knows that Kyu can’t keep it in his pants when I’m not around,” Sungmin shrugged. “I’m not on his leash.”
Heechul grinned at that and kissed him again. He knew very well that his aegyo dongseng had never been as sweet or as innocent as he acted for the cameras. But he hadn’t realized that Sungmin could be so vengeful when the opportunity presented itself, and he liked it. Sungmin’s ardent kisses and calm but serious demeanor were making him incredibly horny.
This time their kisses were sloppy and passionate, as Sungmin fucked his mouth with his tongue, Heechul let him. He moaned, sucking deliciously on the invading muscle. They slid to the floor, still grinding against each other. Sungmin put him on his back and tugged his pants down, his tongue felt amazing as it traced the thick vein on the underside of his cock.
He hadn’t realized it had been so long since he had been with someone like this, but he wasn’t about to stop. The door was still open and someone could walk in on them at any time- and yet he couldn’t deny that the possibility of getting caught was arousing him more.
The soft strands of Sungmin’s wavy hair slipped through his fingers like black silk. Heechul moaned softly as the younger man teased the slit of his cock before sucking it into his mouth. Heat pooled in his belly as Sungmin’s very talented lips and tongue teased and stroked his length. But the little minx had no intention of letting him cum so soon, so Heechul rolled him over. He smirked as he pulled down the younger man’s wind pants and underwear.
This half of Sungmin’s body was beautiful too, his arousal stood out proudly between his muscular legs. Heechul licked a thick bead of precum off of the slit and moaned, craving more, drawing a shiver from the other man.
He growled a little as the other repositioned him, until he realized that Sungmin wanted to play with him too. That talented mouth was back on his cock and Heechul was quick to return the favor, lavishing attention over Sungmin’s thick member. Still, he found himself unprepared for the way he moaned when the younger man’s tongue slid down past his balls and then up his inner thigh to his puckered entrance.
Siwon was a damn good lover once he got drunk enough to forget he ‘wasn’t attracted to him’. But there were things that Simba just wouldn’t do and this was one of them- even though he’d driven Siwon crazy with pleasure when he did it to him. Siwon had never let him near his ass again though- not that Heechul minded bottoming- especially for his Simba. He just didn’t understand why something that gave so much pleasure could be wrong…
He moaned as Sungmin’s slick, wet tongue distracted him. It slowly circled his hole, massaging the tight ring, and promising more. Though he was still skillfully sucking Sungmin’s cock, Heechul couldn’t resist trying to impale himself on the other’s tongue.
He let his teeth graze Sungmin’s length lightly, to punish him for being such a tease, but the younger man only chuckled huskily. “Do you want me to fuck you with my tongue, hyung?”
“Fuck yes-” Right after he said it, Heechul scowled. He knew he hadn’t had sex in a while but he was used to being the tease with his lovers and yet, he couldn’t deny that he did want it. Fortunately the pink prince quit teasing him and got to work as soon as he spoke.
They teased each other. He licked and sucked and nibbled on Sungmin’s cock and his balls keeping the younger man painfully hard but never letting him cum. But Heechul was never quite able to ignore the way Sungmin probed his ass. The younger man was incredibly skilled at this, alternating between licking him endlessly and stimulating his prostate with his fingers. Heechul knew he was close but he didn’t want to be the first to call off their game.
Almost in desperation, Heechul nipped Sungmin’s hip harder than he meant to and the younger man gasped. “Hyung, please…”
Heechul was practically purring as he moved to straddle Sungmin’s hips. “Please what?”
He grasped Sungmin’s cock and his own and rubbed them against each other as he rocked his hips slowly.
“Please, I- let me fuck you…” Sungmin panted, both of them were breathless and sweating. But Heechul was sure that he’d never seen anything as beautiful as the young man beneath him and his soft voice was pure sex.
He knew it would hurt- sex without lube always did. But Heechul had come to enjoy it that way. Sungmin’s cock was hard and leaking precum all over his hand as he positioned himself on it. He smeared the fluid around and then licked it off of his fingers. Sungmin groaned, and Heechul smirked watching those big brown eyes slowly closing as the younger man grasped his hips tightly. Heechul hid the pain from sinking onto Sungmin’s cock by looking up at the ceiling; he could tell without looking that Sungmin was fighting the urge to move.
As the burn of being stretched began to ebb, he shifted his weight forward and arched his back. Sungmin moaned, and tried to meet him, the small shift joined their bodies fully. Heechul gasped as Sungmin stroked his cock, using the precum as lube. Between the sensation of being filled and the way that Sungmin was jerking him off, it didn’t take long for him to return to full hardness.
Heechul let his head fall back, arching his back and placed his hands on Sungmin’s chest to steady himself as the other began to move with him. Each thrust melted deliciously into the next as they moved together slowly at first, but Heechul began to want more. He needed to cum but he didn’t want to stop. He wanted to feel more pressure from Sungmin’s dick against his prostate. He started to grind harder against Sungmin and grinned when he took the hint right away, rolling them over.
Heechul was quick to stand up though and lead Sungmin to the far corner of the huge room where a couple of tumbling mats that they used for stretching out before practicing their dance routines were kept. He lay down on the stack on his back and surprised himself when he wrapped an arm around Sungmin’s shoulders, pulling him into another passionate kiss. The younger man returned it urgently, as he slid back inside him. It hurt this time too, but Heechul was more stubborn than the pain.
Sungmin sank into him slowly again, his beautiful body shaking with the desire to move. Heechul the first to break the kiss, gasping, he arched his back when Sungmin’s cock bumped his prostate rather than brushing against it. Sungmin repeated the movement, and suddenly Heechul wasn’t aware that his finger nails had bitten into the smooth skin of his lover’s forearms.
“Fuck, yes!” Heechul gasped. “Harder.”
The younger man took advantage of the way Heechul’s head rolled back by leaning down to suck on his neck. Usually Heechul didn’t let anyone mark him- it was his job to mark them, after all. But tonight he moaned, relaxing into the sensation as he tried to meet Sungmin’s strong, steady thrusts.
“Touch yourself,” Sungmin growled. “I want to feel you to cum on my cock.”
Normally Heechul didn’t take orders, but he wanted to cum and that voice set off sparks of heat in his stomach all over again. He arched his back, meeting Sungmin’s thrusts and enjoying the way his body tightened around the intrusion as his orgasm approached. He let it take him and hot cum splashed his chest. But he scarcely felt Sungmin’s thrusts lose their rhythm and grace as he came too, deep inside him.
Now that he was breathless and all sticky, Heechul remembered why he didn’t usually bottom. Something warm and soft grazed his belly deliciously slowly and Heechul moaned when he realized it was Sungmin. The younger man was licking the stray droplets of cum off of him. Sungmin smirked mischievously when their eyes met and Heechul grinned back before he pulled him into another deep kiss. The kiss lingered too, another arousing mix of playful and demanding.
“Let’s go, my insatiable dongeng,” Heechul purred. He loved the way Sungmin moved against him, because he could feel that the pink prince was still half hard. “We better continue this in the shower. But this time I’m fucking you.”
“Mmm, yes, Hyung… fuck me.” Sungmin moaned into their next kiss, still grinding against him. The younger man’s desire to continue here and now was flattering, but Heechul knew they were incredibly lucky they hadn’t already been caught.
He knew the first members to leave the party would be arriving home any time and like he had been, they’d be wondering why there were lights on up here. “Come on.”
They tugged their clothes back on and shut off the lights as they headed for the elevator. Knowing that there were security cameras in the halls and in the elevator, they stood awkwardly beside each other wishing the thing would hurry up because this was rather embarrassing. While their surprising tryst had proven they were incredibly compatible sexually, they still had nothing to talk about.
The control that the younger man had demonstrated downstairs was remarkable considering that Sungmin typically preferred bottoming. But it didn’t surprise him that Sungmin had proven to be as much a perfectionist sexually as he was about his martial arts and everything else he set out to do. He’d been sweetly seductive, passionate and deliberate; his every action was intended to give Heechul pleasure and his gentle nature only made it easier to trust him.
Heechul knew that he was spoiled and moody, so while it probably wouldn’t take much for him to get used to that kind of royal treatment, he still wanted to fuck the younger man- hard. He let Sungmin inside first. As soon as he shut the door, he pressed him against the nearest wall from behind. He licked the soft, velvety skin of Sungmin’s ear and whispered, “Part of you remains angry with me. But you’ve wanted this to happen for a long time, haven’t you?”
The younger man moaned, shivering deliciously as he arched his back and rocked his ass into Heechul’s groin. But Sungmin’s nod was so slight that he almost missed it, so Heechul scolded him by nipping the lobe of his other ear. “Say it, dongseng.”
“Yes hyung,” Sungmin moaned in a throaty purr, still grinding his ass against him.
The seductive dance of his hips was making Heechul hard, and he chuckled approvingly. He nuzzled Sungmin’s neck, as he slowly slipped his hands down to his hips- and then lower. Even on the outside of his clothes, Sungmin moaned. “Yes hyung, what?” Heechul demanded, nudging the other’s muscular legs apart.
“I-I’ve wanted you since… our first kiss.”
Heechul smirked; as they had that in common. “Really? Then maybe I should punish you for making both of us wait so long…” He slipped his fingers into the front of Sungmin’s wind pants slowly. But he teasingly avoided his underwear, feeling the younger man’s aroused length through the tightening fabric instead.
Sungmin moaned, bucking his hips into the playful caress. When he didn’t do anything else, he tried to turn around. But Heechul shoved his chest back against the wall again and bit down on the thick muscle where his neck met his shoulder. “Mmm… Sounds fun, hyung.”
The throaty purr in the younger man’s soft, sweet voice was as intoxicating as it had been downstairs and Heechul wanted more. He chuckled, lazily nibbling on the other’s neck.

“Tell me what you want, Sungmin-ah,” Heechul whispered, sucking lightly on the soft skin of his ear while one finger traced the tip of his leaking cock through his underwear. “When you think about us having sex, what do you want me to do to you?”
“Anything you want,” Sungmin purred.
Under different circumstances Heechul would’ve said something sarcastic. But with Sungmin’s gorgeous body moving so in tune with his, the best he could do was growl low in his throat. He tugged Sungmin’s underwear down and dropped to his knees and licked his tight hole.
“Oh god, hyung…” Sungmin moaned, trying to impale himself on Heechul’s tongue. “More…”
Heechul felt him reacting and smirked without stopping, pushing his tongue deeper inside. As he did, his hands finished pulling off Sungmin’s clothes. Once the younger man was naked, Heechul reached up and stroked his cock in time with the thrusts of his tongue.
“H-Hyung,” Sungmin gasped as Heechul lazily used one finger to tease the slit of his cock, smearing a bead of precum over the head. “Please… I need you inside me…”
He replaced his tongue with one finger, rubbing it gently in a slow, circular motion against Sungmin’s prostate. “Like that?”
Sungmin shuddered, his body clenching so hard around his finger that Heechul was surprised that he was able to remain standing. “S-Stop teasing, and fuck me, hyung.”
Even after the way that Sungmin’s sweet, soft voice had been seducing him all night; Heechul was impressed by how easily that made his cock twitch. But before he could decide if he was ready to stop teasing him or not, Sungmin tackled him to the floor and straddled his hips. Sungmin leaned down and kissed Heechul fiercely, as he positioned himself on his cock. He sank onto it easily and they both moaned.
“Move…” Sungmin purred, arching his back. He rocked his hips forward and reached down to stroke Heechul’s nipples. With his cock enveloped in such tight, delicious heat Heechul couldn’t refuse. They moved together, deep but slow thrusts that struck Sungmin’s prostate every time. Heechul concentrated on the younger man’s reactions to hold back. He loved listening to the other’s soft moans and watching the beads of sweat gather along his beautiful body.
When Sungmin’s cock began to ooze precum and his inner muscles began to clench around his cock, Heechul smirked as he stopped moving and then turned them over. Sungmin growled at him but didn’t hesitate to return it when Heechul kissed him.
Heechul was glad that this part of the floor was carpeted as he pushed inside of Sungmin. The younger man gasped as Heechul began to move almost immediately. He thrust hard and fast while still making sure that his cock was teasing Sungmin’s prostate. They were both sweating now and it didn’t matter that their kisses were sloppy either. Pleasure was all that mattered now.
Sungmin arched his back, trying to meet his thrusts and desperate to kiss him all at the same time. “Oh god... I’m so close, hyung!” He panted. “Please- don’t stop…”
“Alright, cum for me, danhobak,” Heechul purred. He leaned down and sucked hard on the pale, silky skin of Sungmin’s neck. He was so enjoying marking his beautiful dongseng that he lost himself in the moment too.
“Welcome home,” Sungmin sighed tiredly, pulling him into another sweet kiss. His dark eyes were mischievous but Heechul almost blushed at the affection and sincerity he heard in the younger man’s voice.
He had done his best to fool himself for months but he was lonely without his two best friends. That was why he’d moved back into the dorm a couple of weeks ago. The SuJu dorm was noisy and hectic and the squabbling was never ending. The members of the Super Junior family really were a complete pain in the ass, but he missed them- or at least knowing that they were right down the hall or down the stairs. Donghae was a good roommate, but without Kibum and regular visits from Hannie, the last few months alone in his apartment had been far too quiet, even with his two cats. But lately even on stage performing, sometimes he felt disconnected from the remaining members too, and that hurt even more. Hadn’t they all come too far to let a few loose ends unravel their group and their friendships?
Well, for now they were both sticky and sweaty now and Heechul wasn’t thrilled that they hadn’t even made it into the bathroom yet to clean up after round one. That was probably why they were both so startled when they heard a snort from the front door behind them.
“M-Min-” Though it could have been anyone who caught them in here, it was Kyuhyun’s silhouette that filled the doorway. Still in his party clothes, but with his bowtie and the top button of his collar undone, he looked shocked and hurt. And even though he thought’s he’d been ready for judgment, Heechul felt terribly guilty.
“I wish I could say it is your turn to spend a night alone for once, but there’s always Zhoumi, isn’t there?” Sungmin growled. “Why couldn’t you just tell me the truth?”
“Like you have? But you know,” Kyu’s shocked expression was quickly masked by a smirk and he managed to sound sarcastic. “I bet the ratings would’ve been higher if you had filmed this during Oppa band...” He said before he slammed the door.
The color drained from Min’s face completely at that but Heechul grasped his arm even before he felt the man start to pull away from him. “He’s hurt, but he’d be an idiot not to know that you love him.”
“But he thinks we…”
Heechul snorted. “We’re so much busier than we used to be and while you’ve been exclusively his for a long time, I’m sure he’s heard plenty. You remember, right? Back when we were still in training someone was always dragging someone into the bedrooms or the showers. And even now when it happens, the twelve of us would just laugh about it because it is just fun? Well, Henry and Zhoumi and even Kyu never understood half the crap that goes on at this dorm because they don’t have those memories.”
Sungmin scowled. “You’re blaming me?”
“No I’m saying that remaining 9 of us from 2005, share a bond that the others have never completely understood.”
Sungmin looked away and Heechul sighed as he continued. “I think we’ve thoroughly proven that this probably should’ve happened between us a long time ago. But even I happen to think you and the maknae are adorable together.”
“Well, now what? If I’m lucky he won’t try to fit all my stuff out the window or shave poor Sen for this…”
“Well,” Heechul smirked and judging by Sungmin’s dubious expression, he wasn’t sure he was going to like what he was about to say...

Author's Note: Real life is being a complete pain in my butt lately, however Chapter 2 is on the way....
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